[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-120":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273663,4441,"Chapter 120: One-by-One Control: Dare to Fear Gathering: Prison","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-120",120,"\u003Cp>Faced with Yulencar’s many questions, Louis did not hesitate; after a brief silence, he gave his answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s unknown whether modern instruments can detect it—I’ve already sent someone to check. The control range is vast; half of America is no problem. As for the ban, that’s a bit tricky—it’s not intelligent, only capable of understanding meaning to a limited degree, not flexible enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yulencar fell silent for a moment. “Enough. What about the quantity? Many?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis roughly knew what she intended—after all, he’d had similar thoughts when he first crafted so many new versions of Blood Gu .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A few hundred, maybe. Crafting them isn’t easy, but things should improve soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These days are ideal for investment; they’re desperate for foreign currency. If a solid commercial partnership is formed, you can leverage considerable power—simple medicinal herbs would become trivial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, investing there has advantages. He hadn’t been sensitive to economics before, but he knew the economy had exploded after the eighties and nineties; getting in early would guarantee a place at the table, helping the family transition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grandfather said gangs wouldn’t last—they had to transform. Louis thought he could build private prisons and real estate within America, and if possible, enter internet and medical industries; overseas, he could pursue venture capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the family’s transformation would have a clear direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was only a direction. Often, direction is one thing, reality another—you can’t just decide to transform and it happens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>American officials, the family’s rivals—this was another tangled web of power plays. Louis wasn’t skilled in such matters, but when he obtained the new Blood Gu , he’d already conceived the idea of controlling those high-ranking officials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Yulencar clearly felt the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why she asked so many questions about the new Blood Gu .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Louis’s answer, Yulencar pondered. “A fine method. But how to make contact is the issue—these officials are tightly guarded. Still, we can start from the bottom and work upward…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s wait for the test results first,” Louis said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Yulencar gently brushed her golden hair behind her head, lowered her gaze, and adjusted her posture to better expose her pale neck to Louis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis didn’t hesitate—Yulencar’s actions had made her intent clear. He lightly sliced open the wound and inserted a new Blood Gu .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yulencar twisted her neck. “I feel nothing. Come on, test it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—I’ll teach you a technique first.” Louis then performed it again, skillfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing, Yulencar glanced at Louis. “Did Emma learn it too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yulencar immediately smiled. “Go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis activated his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yulencar instantly felt a headache, frowning involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From violent dizziness to needles piercing her brain, from needles to blades slicing, from blades to… Si ！！！\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stopped—she simply couldn’t endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis immediately halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brain is fragile; push further, and brain death would be the inevitable result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yulencar lay panting over the desk, drenched in sweat. “Good… stuff.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely… controllable… people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis rolled his eyes. “Get some sleep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tossed Yulencar onto the bed and returned to his room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next was Maria. She would surely not object—but Madison was uncertain. She felt no admiration for him; previously, she’d even feared him, desperate to keep her distance. Even now that things had improved, he couldn’t expect her to willingly use this thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm. First, test the power of money. If that fails, consider forcing her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either way, he wouldn’t let this rare material slip away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several days later, when Louis asked, Maria unsurprisingly agreed on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria’s eyes darkened, turning cold and cruel—clearly, Elan had surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing? You’re going to agree to this? Are you insane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not insane. I just think this choice is better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Better? What are you talking about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis held back, watching the two argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria’s gaze flickered between clarity and darkness; her words contradicted each other. Notably, Maria’s primary personality had changed significantly—she now dared to speak loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This might be tied to her successful rebellion at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this point, Maria had no secrets from Louis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since she tried to resist, her father imposed financial controls and attempted to file false medical leave with her school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not been guilty and feared family scandal, he might have committed Maria to a psychiatric hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she forced him to abandon the idea by threatening to report him to CPS (Child Protective Services). He couldn’t risk it—CPS was too relentless, and he was merely a somewhat famous plastic surgeon, not equipped to withstand such an institution’s scrutiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for force? Maria’s combat ability was no longer negligible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, she now enjoyed far greater freedom at home. The only issue was her father’s silence, and her mother remained submissive to him, offering only quiet, behind-the-scenes concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t seem to care much—she cherished her current freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Maria’s primary personality clearly possessed resilience. Combined with her willingness to use Blood Gu , perhaps he could teach her the Ghost-Eating Witchcraft to strengthen control over Elan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Louis contemplated this, the argument across from him reached its conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, you love-struck fool, every night…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elan! Shut up! I’m the primary personality!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maria! You’ll regret this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desk shook. Maria braced her hands on it, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. Moments later, she opened them—her clear gaze confirmed who now held dominance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clap, clap, clap!” Louis applauded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations. First time defeating your other self.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria smiled at Louis. “No—I owe it to your help, Louis.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, how should I address you from now on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Call me whatever you always have.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His organization didn’t even have a framework yet—no need to obsess over trivialities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis then implanted the new Blood Gu  into Maria. After doing so, he felt nothing unusual—but Maria beamed, as if she’d grown closer to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her, Louis unexpectedly thought of Jiali—Jiali’s personality resembled Maria’s old self, though even more timid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head, puzzled why he’d thought of Jiali, then steadied his mind, gave Maria a few instructions, and suddenly asked, “Do you think Madison will accept it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria stared at him in shock, then quickly regained composure, even looking unsurprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Maria’s view, Madison was superior to her in many ways—it was natural Louis would favor her. She’d noticed his gaze often lingered on Madison more than on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, understanding didn’t erase her sadness—she just didn’t show it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madison probably won’t accept. But if you threaten her a bit…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, she’s already selling out her sister?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis glanced at Maria unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maria was seriously considering how to help Louis win Madison over. “I remember Madison was mistreated by some classmates and desperately wanted to join the student council. Later, Emma helped her, and she lost that urgency.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Madison is ambitious. If you’re willing to teach her that special ability, she’d likely agree. Hmm, and if you show off your charm a bit, Madison might even fall in love…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. I understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis cut off Maria’s scheming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This girl really didn’t hold back when selling out her sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Maria didn’t seem to think it wrong—in fact, she was merely playing a supporting role, offering no suggestions of coercion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After implanting the Blood Gu  into Maria, Louis left her house and got into his car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was vacation, so he’d come directly to her home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in the car, Louis looked at his diligent, quiet driver and realized he must also implant the new Blood Gu  into this group of family elites who’d followed him for years—and Minnie and Alma, his two mysterious subordinates motivated by money, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be safer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Louis worked to expand his base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina looked exhausted. Due to past events, she’d received a severe warning and couldn’t even keep her seat. After winter break, a new election would begin—she was finished!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t think the student council president position is useless. Beyond power, it greatly aids college admissions—the more prestigious the school, the more valuable the position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had already damaged her future!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn Lily Collins, damn Nancy, damn the principal, damn Yulencar—all of them deserve to die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A phone call came in—her friend. Christina answered, irritable. “Mia, I’m not in the mood to hear about your family drama.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, I know, I know—I called you because you haven’t been feeling well lately? We’ve got an event here; want to join and unwind a bit?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down; she didn’t want to take out her frustration on her friend—mostly because she didn’t want to further damage her already scarce social ties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of event?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A ghost story challenge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A ghost story challenge?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, it’s a game that came over from Japan—think of it as a spirit communication game.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit communication game... Because of everything that had happened recently, Christina instinctively linked it to Nancy and the others. Wait—if they held such an event, it would be the perfect chance to make them look foolish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I’m not going to have a good time, neither are you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mia, tell me more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, it’s something Jade showed me—a haunted video circulating at school. They say it’s pretty interesting. They’re planning a gathering in a couple days to try it out. Want to join?\" The voice on the other end was tentative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ghost game...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina’s lips curled upward. \"I’ll join—of course I’ll join. But I’m bringing a few more people with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? But—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s settled. Tell Jade and Daniel. I’ve got things to do—I’m hanging up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring Mia’s discomfort, Christina cut the call outright—because of her status and personality, she’d always been this way in her circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I’m not happy, none of you will be either.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for how to get them all to the gathering, she’d already thought of a plan. She was still Student Council President, and the Student Council, as a special department, could certainly hold departmental events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a little extra effort, organizing this event wouldn’t be hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, thanks to her efforts, the Student Council gathering was approved. Not everyone would attend, though—some department members, due to academic commitments, wouldn’t participate in such things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina didn’t care. Her main targets were just those two. The other two—Lily Collins was already dead, and the principal...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t dare provoke her—not even test the waters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless she wanted to get expelled and destroy her future completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>November.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s long-awaited prison contract finally came through. The family also agreed with Louis’s suggestions for his future direction, but funds were currently tight; most resources had to be poured into the private prison, with other projects to follow only after more capital became available.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this reason, the family sent his Second Uncle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Uncle Arsen Karno—a man who appeared refined and scholarly, but inwardly ruthless, even insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had previously handled the darkest, filthiest tasks for the family, and this time, due to the prison industry’s unique nature, he was reassigned here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Second Uncle was cruel and venomous, as Karl’s son, he shared the Karno family’s belief in unity and treated Louis well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair, aside from Louis’s unreliable, playboy father, the other two family members were both formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max was the heir, skilled and capable, currently overseeing industrial transformation. Arsen was the shadow—ruthless, handling traitors, purging internal threats, and assassinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were supposedly two aunts too, but they never returned home, so Louis knew little about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Second Uncle,\" Louis greeted politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bespectacled, refined Second Uncle glanced at Louis and smiled faintly. \"Come, I’ll show you your underground base.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way, those dogs you sent to the family are impressive—strong jaws, can crush human bones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just small things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two walked into the prison, one behind the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1984,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","eb6322acc7b3b9abdcc0e36d77b554f45230fca0f331ba18b28919912825b06f","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-121","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-119",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]